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Hey, wait for me…!

I have two weeks left in this grading period, and I feel sooooo behind!! Argh!! I am finishing up the 7th grade quarter quiz and study guide. I’ll give it to them Monday, we’ll go over it Tuesday, they can study Wednesday, and Thursday take the quiz. We’ll go over the rubric for their Warhols on Tuesday, too. Everybody must finish their Madonna and Child Tuesday, but 5th and 6th need to finish their celestial sun/moons, too, or else we won’t get to Free Art the next week! They must make their Artist’s Choice for the end of year show that last day, too.


Ok, 3rd-4th draws their wise men and adds the blue value study inside that card, then does the Sharpie part of the poinsettia card. Do-able, I think. That will leave stenciling the baby in a manger for the wise men card on Free Art day, as well as making their Artist’s Choice. It’s tight. (Hmm. Just realized I haven’t posted those models.)

1st-2nd finishes their clowns. No problem! They have already made their Artist’s Choice, so their Free Art day is all Free. Kinders make their poinsettia (darn! need to make that model this weekend!) this Thursday, but they have to pick Artist’s Choice, too.

Then, by next Friday, I need to have compiled everyone’s remaining portfolios, transferred grades to the backs of the artwork, and handed them out to go home. I am 2/3 through 1st-2nd. Can’t do anyone else’s until they pick their art show pieces.

Why is December so craaazzy?!


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Boy, am I struggling with today’s sermon. It was over that very familiar text from Matthew about the master entrusting the talents to his three servants. The points of the sermon included our relationship to God
(servant to master), our responsibility (all we have to give is His to begin with), and our Reckoning, in which we answer to our Master. Will I be counted good and faithful, or wicked and lazy?

Well, this passage is certainly familiar territory to me, and the minister introduced no new concepts. What was different today, with a living, breathing Word of God that is sharper than any two-edged sword, is a call that had been set before me in the past week or so.
I was looking to join a Moms in Touch group to pray for my kids in their schools. There aren’t many here, surprisingly. None for the high school, but there appeared to be one for my son’s elementary school-to-be. Only when I submitted my interest in joining the group, I was informed that the group’s leader had taken work and the group dissolved. (Leaving me to wonder why no one else in the group took the leader position?)

I was asked if I would lead a new group for this school. Dear Reader, I’ve led ministries before. Administration is not my skill. My last ministry leadership position burned me OUT. I reluctantly asked for more info. This is a group that no longer exists, so I would be promoting it as well. And although I’ve led a variety of ministries, and been a member of a Moms in Touch group before, I’ve never led a prayer ministry. And (gosh this is embarrassing), I’m vain enough that I would be a bit embarrassed to have people in my home. It’s furry from the animals, no matter how I try to keep it up, and I’m not a great housekeeper in spite of my best intentions, and my furniture is mismatched and my carpets are stained.

But, God has given me an open door. God has given me a strong desire to pray for my children at school and their schools. God has given me the experience to be able to start a ministry, even if I don’t enjoy it or do it as well as someone whose gift is administration, or even has the talent of organization. I have a couple of talents; what will I do with them? Will I say I am afraid, when what I really fear is work and risk? Will I lazily claim my time, my experience as my own, when all I have and am comes from the hand of God? Will I selfishly deny other moms the blessing of praying together for their children and their schools?

I almost sob at the thought of it, but I am going to accept this responsibility. I don’t know how I’ll make my home welcoming, but I have an idea how I’ll publicize the group. And the neighbors on my street are the first place I’ll start. And maybe people will come to know the love of the Savior of their souls as a result. I can pray it will be so, anyway. He does so much for me; He asks so little.

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Blustery Day

The skies are looking rather heavy this morning. Weather professionals are saying they see “perfect storm” conditions in my area. DH is out of state on business, and my oldest daughter, M, is out of state at camp. Just me and the two youngers.

And God.

Psalm 5: 11-12  “But let all who take refuge in You be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love Your name may rejoice in You. For surely, O Lord, You bless the righteous ; You surround them with Your favor as a shield.”

My true refuge is not my basement. I’m watchful, but I choose not to be worried. T and K and I are going to enjoy a showing of Winnie the Pooh’s “Blustery Day!”



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